A mock match: Oscar Orelash and Moria Kilgannon

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Oscar was shocked as Moria shoved him off of her, causing him to roll onto his back. That shock quickly turned into a smile as he would get back onto his feet and give Moria some room.

"Ha! Looks like someone's fire burns as bright as mine. Colour me impressed"

Oscar would take up a defensive stance as he waited to see what his opponent would do. It also looked like some of the other students that had finished their matches had started to gather around Oscar and Moria's ring, muttering to themselves with invested Looks on their faces.

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Moira rose to her feet breathing heavily. She was hurting from Oscar’s slams and splashes and knew she needed to deal some damage fast if she was gonna have any chance at winning this. She smiled at his complement. “Ye ever been slammed through a table? I have… well before LAW.” Hoping he was distracted enough, Moira sprinted towards Oscar. She remembered there were no closed fist punches to the face allowed so she did the next best thing. With her momentum she launched her powerful leg towards Oscar attempting to deliver a big boot kick right to the center of his chest, letting out a roar in the process.

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"A table? Can't say that I- OOF!!"

Oscar was distracted by the surprising fact from Moria as she delivered a big boot right to the center of his chest, knocking him back plenty as he would back up into the ropes, bouncing off of them and stumbling towards Moria as he tried to get air back into his lungs.

[ScylliasExoter]

Moira regained her footing after the big boot and, as Oscar was stumbling towards her, she slipped behind him. The Irish battler wrapped her arms around his torso again, squeezing as hard as she could, and attempted to fling Oscar backwards onto his back with a German suplex!

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Oscar let out a long-winded groan as Moria got behind him and gave his torso a great big squeeze, his muscles bulging against her arms as she clamped down and managed to show off more of her strength by throwing him back into a German Suplex!

"UUGH!!"

Oscar hit the canvas and rolled a big as his chest rose up and down, definitely feeling the impact of Moria's suplex. Meanwhile, the students watching the two would start getting louder, becoming excited as Moria managed to turn the momentum back in her favor. Some talk came from the other lions and lionesses as they watched the match.

"Holy crap! She's really giving that guy a run for his money"
"Isn't that Oscar? That dude who managed to knock out a main-eventer in his third match?"
"Yeah! That Moria girl must be crazy tough... look how she's handling him!"

[ScylliasExoter]

Moira growled with her own barbaric fury. She got up behind him and started picking him up. She first locked him in a front headlock and hammered his back with her fist to keep him stunned for what she was going to do next. Moira brought Oscar to his feet. The Irishwoman bent over and hooked her arm around his legs. She then lifted Oscar up on her back in a fireman’s carry. Moira would hold him there and let out a battle cry to milk it for the crowd. Straining under the pressure of holding someone as big as Oscar on her shoulders, Moira then attempted to slam him back onto the ground with what is popularly known as an attitude adjustment.

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Oscar let out a series of grunts as he was put in the headlock and had his back hammered out, sending jolts of pain through his body as he was lifted and scooped onto Moria's shoulders for the fireman carry... he'd blink his eyes a few times as he tried to process what was going on before Moria's battle cry flooded his ears and was harshly slammed onto the canvas in an attitude adjustment!

"UAAGH!!"

Spittle flew from his mouth as he cried out in pain from the impact, his eyes fluttering as he stayed on the canvas, looking stunned. The students watching were eating it all up, yelling and cheering as more young lions and even more lionesses started to close in to watch the fight- seeing as Oscar and Moria were the only ones still at it and putting on a hell of a show in the process. Some were even climbing into the surrounding rings to get a better view of the match as they cheered on the display, certainly giving the feel of a real live match with the commotion from the crowd.

[ScylliasExoter]

Moira felt euphoric when she lifted Oscar up and slammed him down. This was wrestling, and she realized she loved it. However it took a lot out of her and she collapsed next to Oscar from the effort of slamming him into the canvass. All finesse and technique was out the window at this point. An exhausted Moira crawled over to him and pressed her chest against his for the pin. The ref slammed his hand on the mat for the count.

ONE!
TWO!

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Oscar's ear rang as the ref's words flew into his ears. He grits his teeth as he felt Moria pin him and heard the palm slap the canvas. He had no intention of giving up despite the pain... not yet. He said he was giving a hundred and ten percent and that was EXACTLY what he was going to do!

"TH-" "NOO!!"
"BREAK!!"

Oscar would buckle his body upwards as he threw his shoulder up, breaking the pin while aiming to knock Moria off of him. The crowd of students would go INSANE at the pin break, roaring out and whistling as Oscar rolled away and worked on rising to his feet.

"Huff... huff... ha... ha ha! You're really freaking strong..."

Oscar managed out a laugh as sweat now dressed his body from the effort put into the match, a friendly but competitive smile rested on his face.

"Nobody's ever lifted and slammed me like that before... not someone in the program at least. Bear that fact with pride!"

[ScylliasExoter]

Even Moira was shocked when Oscar threw her off of him. She stumbled to her feet, breathing heavily. “I’ve been tossed around like that in bars, heh heh. But the feeling’s mutual.” Moira needed to surprise him again. She had an arsenal of exactly one aerial move: throwing herself at her opponent. Moira took off on another charge and attempted to crossbody smash into Oscar to knock him down.